Rukongai, Rongdiao, District 78.
They were still fighting and arguing, as they had been for thousands of years, but it seemed to have nothing to do with the Jingling Court that had just been turned upside down.
I walked out of here sixty years ago, thinking I could find peace, but instead entered a bigger killing field, where love, hate, and hatred were as gorgeous as fireworks, but ended up in silence and an old heart.
Sixty years ago, a boy with a simple smile picked up a girl who fainted here.
Sixty years ago, the young man saw a startling glimpse of the eldest son of the Kuchiki family here.
Sixty years ago, in order for the girl to survive, the boy was forced to leave and passed out in the ice and snow.
Sixty years ago, a dying young man raised his red eyes from the ice and snow and looked at the man in white who came gracefully in front of him, with a beautiful smile - are you a god? Are you here to take me away?
Sixty years ago, the man in white said, I will take you away.
Sixty years ago, the man in white smiled as brightly as the sun and said, I am Aizen, Aizen Soyousuke.
Sixty years later, the prosperity was gone and he was left alone.
Conception:
The end of being caught off guard???